Hong Kong films: Drawing lots to determine death? I'll send the boss to the Western Paradise.

Chapter 148 "146" Uncle Deng: I can be your leader, but you have to kill someone.
Lin Huai Le lay on the ground clutching his chest, gurgling blood as he coughed up blood, his face filled with disbelief.

He never imagined he would die here today.

I'm clearly Robinson Crusoe's man!

Even Nan Zheng was quite surprised and was momentarily stumped by Robinson Crusoe's trick.

"You deserve to die. To turn your own people against each other is outrageous and utterly depraved!" Robinson pointed at Lin Huaile with a cigar in his hand, his face sinister.

"If I don't find out the truth, how long will you, Lin Huai Le, keep this from me?"

"If they can secretly plot against their own people behind my back today, won't they try to get back at me tomorrow?"

"Lin Huai Le, you deserved to die!"

"Good, good, good! Mr. Robinson is truly righteous and distinguishes between public and private matters." Nan Zheng clapped and laughed. He now understood what Robinson meant.

This is like using someone else's flowers to present to Buddha.

"Mr. Nan, don't try to persuade me. This kind of scoundrel should be eliminated as soon as possible. Even if I raised him, I will get rid of him with my own hands, even if it's painful." Robinson Crusoe looked like he was disappointed in his son.

Nan Zheng clicked her tongue in amazement: "Mr. Lu, you really are a great philanthropist who would go to great lengths for your brothers and speak out for justice."

"There's no need to flatter me like that. We're all just doing things for our own benefit, nothing more," Robinson said, his tone softening.

Liu Yaozu wiped his hands with a tissue, sat down again, and then laughed, "Mr. Nan, my father-in-law only found out last night that Lin Huaile is heartless and insane. He actually colluded with Lin Dayue, Fei Quan, and Lei Jiabao to deal with you because of some conflicts. He is really too bold... He takes advantage of my father-in-law's favor to do whatever he wants. He is simply lawless."

"But today we've finally gotten rid of a cancer. We were just having a nice meal, and it all turned out like this. I hope you don't mind."

"How could I mind? If Mr. Lu hadn't invited me, I wouldn't have been able to see this wonderful show," Nan Zheng laughed.

Robinson Crusoe was also all smiles.

However, Liu Yaozu was not that shrewd; his expression changed slightly, but he quickly recovered.

Nan Zheng's words just now made it very clear: I know you're acting, and you know I know you're acting, but I'll still quietly watch you act.

Anyway, it's not like I'm the one who's going to die, so what does it matter?
Today's banquet is indeed a trap, but it's not aimed at Nan Zheng, but at Lin Huai Le.

Rather than calling it "borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha," it's more accurate to say it's "sacrificing a pawn to save the king."

If I'm not mistaken, Robinson Crusoe should know that Lei Jiabao is also dead.

In addition, the dozens of gunmen Lin Huai Le employed, numbering seventy or eighty, were all wiped out...

Nan Zheng not only returned victorious, but also had men raid Dong Sheng that very night.

One can imagine his strength and background.

After careful consideration, Robinson Crusoe chose to decisively sever ties with Lin Huaile.

They then shifted the blame onto him, claiming that everything was his own doing and had nothing to do with them.

What's the safest way to shift blame?

Of course, people are dead!

For example, now that Lin Huai Le is dead, Robinson Crusoe can say whatever he wants. No one is more important than himself.

Most importantly, Robinson Crusoe also used the pretext of cleaning house to his advantage, with Lin Huaile taking the initiative to fight among his own people, thus indirectly gaining a good reputation.

This is a way of telling outsiders that he doesn't favor anyone, and anyone who has the ability to make money can do so; he is absolutely clear about separating public and private matters.

After all, for the sake of a beautiful girl who had just joined, I decisively cut off my trusted confidante whom I had cultivated for many years. Who else but myself would have the courage to do that?

With this connection, Robinson Crusoe would not only avoid criticism, but his reputation would even rise to new heights—a win-win situation...

The most important person is actually Lin Huai Le. Now that his strength and abilities have been crippled, he has little value left. He also has a lot of troubles on his hands, as well as two enemies, Liang Zheng and Da D. How can he survive?

Robinson Crusoe, fearing he would be implicated, took direct action to kill, thus indirectly severing ties with the group.

Nan Zheng was truly impressed by this ruthless and cunning old bastard.

The key is that I can't touch him.

Because this whole thing started because of him, and he was Lin Huai Le who did it all for his own sake.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Mr. Lu, it seems you've foreseen everything today. Your strategy is comparable to Zhuge Liang reborn! You've thought of everything. You truly deserve to be called the big shot in the Southern District," Nan Zheng said with great interest.

“I didn’t think of anything. I just knew that if anyone tried to sow discord, I would not let them get away with it, no matter who it was.”

Robinson Crusoe was referring to Lin Huaile; he's using a dead person as a scapegoat again.

“Mr. Nan, Lin Huai Le used to own a 10% stake in our Grand Palace Casino. How about we give it to you from now on?”

“Wow, giving away both dividend rights and shares, Mr. Robinson, you’re really too kind of us!” Nan Zheng said with a smile, and Robinson immediately smiled.

“Mr. Nan, everyone in this business is just trying to make money. There’s no need to fight and kill people all the time. It’s unnecessary.”

The underlying meaning of this statement is a plea for leniency.

"The culprit, Lin Huai Le, has been dealt with, and I also highly value Mr. Nan's potential. Why not cooperate and achieve a win-win situation?"

“Mr. Lu, we’ve always been on the same side, and we’ve always been cooperating for mutual benefit!” Nan Zheng laughed loudly.

"Right, right, I forgot." Robinson slapped his forehead, feigning sudden realization. "Mr. Nan was one of our own, but I was so angry that I didn't remember for a moment."

"Have you remembered now, Mr. Lu? Would you like me to help you think about it?"

"Now I remember, I remember everything."

"Hahaha!"

The atmosphere in the private room was very harmonious, as if there were no dead people on the ground at all.

Nan Zheng squinted, thinking that Robinson Crusoe's methods were truly ruthless.

Compared to him, I'm practically Jesus reincarnated.

After chatting for a few minutes, he prepared to get up and leave. Before leaving, he pointed and said, "Brother Yaozu, you're going to be Mr. Lu's successor from now on. If you're free in a few days, let's have a meal together."

“Sure, I’m available anytime, as long as my father-in-law is free,” Liu Yaozu said, glancing at Robinson Crusoe.

"I'm leaving." Nan Zheng waved and left, in a fairly good mood, after all, she had gained 10% of the shares for free.

Nan Zheng can't really touch Robinson Crusoe right now, because she has neither the reputation nor the financial backing to back it up.

How can someone who is ungrateful and treacherous live up to his reputation if word gets out?
Robinson Crusoe's treacherous banquet today was a multi-pronged attack, his methods were extremely ruthless, and his decisive actions saved him, leaving him as steadfast as a rock.

However, Robinson Crusoe was wrong about one thing.

Nan Zheng can't touch him, but Liu Yaozu might be able to.

The connections and resources that Robinson Crusoe had, Liu Yaozu will also have if he takes over.

This guy was groomed to be her successor.

……

After Nan Zheng and her men left, the door to the private room was closed. Robinson Crusoe then looked at the corpse on the ground, his face grim and uncertain. Finally, he sighed.
"I've already warned you, either you run away, or it's either you or him who dies."

Why are you so stubbornly persistent in your delusions?

"There's always a greedy side to human nature, so Young Master Le's death wasn't entirely unjust," Liu Yaozu said calmly.

“Liang Zheng is inhuman. If a fight breaks out later, who knows what kind of crazy things she might do.”

"By doing this, we are not only protecting ourselves, but also protecting his wife and children."

“Yes.” Robinson nodded in agreement.

To be honest, when Lin Huai Le called him that night, Robinson had already subtly reminded him that he only had one chance to get rid of Liang Zheng. If he failed, he should run away quickly and not come back for the time being.

As a result, Lin Huai Le even said that he wanted to become the leader, then reorganize his troops, and then attack Liang Zheng together.

Isn't this something only an idiot would say?
How long will the election take? At least two months.

If Nan Zheng finds out that Lin Dayue and the others are all behind Robinson Crusoe, does Robinson Crusoe even want to live anymore?

Lin Huai-le is not afraid of death in his pursuit of the top spot.

But is Robinson Crusoe unafraid of death? And can he wait until the day Lin Huaile becomes the leader?

Liang Zheng might not be able to kill Robinson Crusoe, but if Liang Zheng were paired with Tang Yuli, they would definitely be able to kill him.

A dog that doesn't care about its owner will eventually be killed, skinned, boiled, and its final value will be served on the table and eaten.

For example now.

Moreover, Liangzheng will give you the opportunity to be the leader.

Not to mention there's another rival, Big D, who won't give you that chance.

Therefore, after careful consideration, Robinson Crusoe chose to eliminate Lin Huaile as a pawn to save the king.

Otherwise, if Lin Huai Le doesn't die at his hands, he will die at someone else's hands after a while.

This also proves the saying: greed leads to poverty.

"But father-in-law, Liangzheng invited me to dinner. What's going on?" Liu Yaozu asked.

Robinson paused for a moment and then said, "Now that the matter is completely resolved, they probably think you are my successor, so they want to build a good relationship with you in advance?"

"There's no reason for him to want to team up with you to kill me, is there?"

“It should be the former, there’s no reason for it to be the latter. My relationship with my father-in-law is stronger than gold,” Liu Yaozu said with a smile.

Robinson and Liu Yaozu haven't fallen out, and he's very much in love with his girlfriend.

It subtly implies a second greatness.

"Alright, let's go." Robinson extinguished his cigar and then got up to leave.

"I'll look for some capable but unlucky people in the underworld, and I'll support another group of them."

"Yes, father-in-law."

……

Meanwhile, in Yuen Long, the fighting between the Hung Luen Society and Tung Sing continued. Initially, it was just a fight between a few hundred people, but it went from day to night, and from night to the early morning, eventually escalating into a battle involving thousands of people.

The Red Union Society was directly driven out, and even suffered hundreds of casualties in Yuen Long.

The camels pulled more than two thousand people, ready to exterminate them all.

At first, when the Red Alliance called, Dongxing didn't really react, but once they came to their senses, the other party immediately became weak and powerless.

After all, in the New Territories, Tung Sing is the biggest and most powerful local tyrant.

Inside an apartment in Tin Shui Wai, several henchmen were leisurely drinking tea when suddenly the door was kicked open, and a dozen plainclothes officers rushed in and quickly subdued the Tung Sing members.

"Don't move! All of you, don't move!"

"Are you guys fucking crazy? This is the headquarters of the East Star Camel Clan!" one of the henchmen cursed, only to be slapped across the face by Situ Jie.

"Tung Sing? You think Yuen Long belongs entirely to him?"

"Open your dog eyes and take a good look at who I am!"

"A narcotics squad superintendent?" The henchman's pupils shrank immediately. Why would people from Yau Tsim Mong come here?

Immediately afterwards, Ji Shaoqun rushed into the house to search it, and found ten kilograms of goods and some powder-making tools. Several henchmen looked ashen-faced.

"Now, what else do you want to say?" Situ Jie patted the henchman who had spoken earlier, looking at him with contempt.

Suddenly, a henchman bumped into a plainclothes officer next to him and turned to run towards the window.

boom!
Ji Shaoqun shot the man down with a single shot.

Situ Jie's expression changed.

"Shaoqun, this is Dongxing Tuo territory, surrounded by a bunch of drug addicts. You're alerting them."

“Sir, if I don’t knock him out and he gets away, it will alert the enemy.”

"Stop talking nonsense and let's go." Situ Jie quickly ordered the team to gather and then rushed out the door.

In fact, he was well aware that the gangsters and police officers here were colluding, and these guys might even be getting a cut from the New Territories' legitimate businesses.

If we can get it done and eliminate this cancer, it will be a great achievement.

But the worst thing is when others don't let you get away with it, or even try to get you out of it.

After all, dead people cannot speak.

At that time, the people in the New Territories will simply shift the blame to Tung Sing, and Tung Sing will hand over a few scapegoats, and then they can continue doing business as usual.

Don't assume that everyone who's just pretending to be good is actually a good person. If you look at them with prejudice, you'll see that every good person has ulterior motives.

Because good people are never known to others that they are good people.

Situ Jie quickly got his men into the car, but before he could even start the engine and turn it around, a group of people rushed up from the surrounding area. He immediately shouted, "Drug Squad..."

"Take him down!" Crow, wearing sunglasses and holding a shotgun, fired a burst of bullets.

Startled, Situ Jie quickly shrank down.

The entire car was instantly dented, and sparks flew everywhere.

"Get out of the car, get out of the car, deal with them first!"

The anti-drug squad quickly engaged in a firefight with the Tung Sing gunmen, much like the shootout between Han Chen and Wong Chi-shing's men in Infernal Affairs 2—ruthless and merciless, bullets having no eyes.

A dozen minutes later, the anti-drug team was scattered. Situ Jie was shot in the chest, leaned against the car door, his face pale, and his heart sank.

Ji Shaoqun quickly drew his gun and shot one of them, then grabbed Situ Jie and ran into the alley.

"Commander Situ, run!"

"Shaoqun, we've fallen into the lion's den. We're all doomed."

"I've already called headquarters. Don't worry, we'll have backup soon."

Situ Jie already regretted coming; who could have imagined that Dongxing would have so much firepower?

More than thirty gunmen surrounded them.

He originally thought that the East Star and the Red Alliance would be fighting each other, so he came here to make a big splash.

But who would have thought that I would still get infected?

"Whoosh! Whoosh!" Crow excitedly fired his shotgun through the street, scattering the plainclothes officers in all directions, terrified out of their wits.

Turning around, he saw Situ Jie running into the alley: "Chase after him immediately, he's the leader."

"Let's finish this egg tonight."

However, just then, police sirens sounded outside.

The crow turned its head, cursing and swearing, and glanced resentfully at the alley entrance before taking the goods back from the car and leaving.

"Bang bang bang!"

As soon as the group of thugs rushed into the alley, Ji Shaoqun fired a burst of bullets, knocking them all down. At the same time, police sirens were heard.

The remaining gunmen, who were about to enter, quickly scattered upon seeing this.

Situ Jie, lying at the alley entrance, was pale, but he still managed a smile: "Shaoqun, luckily you called for help quickly, otherwise we would have been in big trouble."

"We're finally saved..."

"I was saved, not you." Ji Shaoqun slowly picked up a gun. "Huh? What do you mean by this... Bang!"

Situ Jie stared at Ji Shaoqun in astonishment.

His body then tilted uncontrollably downwards and collapsed into a pool of blood.

Ji Shaoqun remained expressionless, fired another shot into his shoulder, gritted his teeth, wiped away his fingerprints, put the gun back, and slowly lay down at the entrance of the alley.

However, aside from the pain, his complexion remained unchanged throughout.

Still so indifferent, still so expressionless.

He deliberately arrested and shot people to warn the Tung Sing members.

He knew about the house-made flour mill beforehand; those goods weren't just for camels, but also for a high-ranking official in the New Territories... As soon as there was any movement, Tung Sing's gunmen would immediately come to support them.

If high-ranking officials are arrested, then the entire network of connections within the Tung Sing organization could be uprooted.

They certainly didn't want it to be like this.

Therefore, they would rather offend the anti-drug squad than not silence them.

Ji Shaoqun had planned all of this; he was going to kill Situ Jie tonight.

Why should I share my earnings with you, and why should you take the lion's share?

If I get rid of you, everything will be mine!

……

In the early hours of the morning, Nan Zheng got into a good mood and, after having a threesome with Liu Piaopiao and Awei, returned to Tsim Sha Tsui with her entourage.

However, as soon as she got off the car, she felt a pain in the back of her head and quickly ducked.

Immediately afterwards, two or three bullets hit the wall behind them, scattering sparks.

"Who the hell is trying to assassinate me again?" Nan Zheng cursed, while Xiao Fu and the others had already drawn their guns.

The result was a shootout across the street. Several people were protecting an old man when they engaged in a gunfight with several assassins. After quickly eliminating the man, they got into their car and drove away.

"Boss, it seems we've been caught in the crossfire," Xiao Fu said, glancing around. The assassins who tried to kill the old men had all been dealt with by the other side's bodyguards.

It happened very quickly, in less than a minute.

"Fuck your mother! You can even use idioms? You're so cultured! I almost got beaten to death!" Nan Zheng kicked over a nearby trash can in anger.

"Go investigate right now!"

Wang Jianguo led his men to check quickly, only to find that the assassins were already dead.

He quickly made a phone call to have someone investigate.

In fact, the area where Nam Kung stands is within the Tsim Sha Tsui territory, while the area opposite is the territory of Sun Kee Mak Ko, the Tiger of Hung Hom.

But this is really unfair.

I was having a perfectly good time, having just finished a threesome and was about to go home to sleep, when I almost got shot.

Does Hong Kong Island still have laws? Does it still have a monarch?
Who would want to get shot at the drop of a hat late at night?

Nan Zheng had just vented her anger, and now she was seething with rage again.

He slammed the door shut as soon as he got home, startling He Min, who was watching TV: "What's wrong? Do you have a grudge against that door?"

"Ah Zheng, what happened?" Seeing Nan Zheng taking off her clothes with a fierce expression, He Min got up to take them from her, and then asked:
"Another enemy has come knocking on our door?"

"What enemies do I have? I just happened to run into another group fighting and almost got caught in the crossfire!" Nan Zheng cursed irritably.

He Min breathed a sigh of relief, put her arm around him and laughed, "Who told you to be so handsome? The bullets were trying to veer off course and hit you."

"Damn, you can actually talk so nicely?" Nan Zheng turned her head as soon as she sat down.

"Of course, after all, I used to be a teacher, so I must know a bit about sweet talk, right?"

"I want to see if you're really that sweet!" Nan Zheng pressed him down onto the sofa.

I was just about to burst with anger.

Now I can finally let off some steam.

They immediately started playing Dou Dizhu (a popular Chinese card game). Nan Zheng played an Ace... He Min threw out three bombs, and Nan Zheng immediately responded with a Royal Flush, resulting in a four-of-a-kind...

An hour later, Nan Zheng had a slight advantage.

He Min clung to Nan Zheng like an eel, slippery and tired, almost falling asleep.

My mouth is watering.

Having vented her anger, Nan Zheng felt somewhat better.

Just then, the phone rang.

"Hey?"

"Boss, we found out. The old man who was assassinated by the gunman was named Gao Wen. He was part of a newly established gunman group in Kowloon City. He also had a younger brother named Gao Nan."

Not long ago, Gawain was assassinated once, but he managed to escape danger by recalling gunmen like Ghost Sorrow and McAlli as bodyguards...

The guy who took down three people with one shot tonight was Gui Jianchou; he was the bodyguard captain.

As for who killed him, it's still unclear who was behind it; the gunmen were all from the city walled city. Wang Jianguo quickly relayed the news.

"Gao Wen and Gao Nan? Gunfire?" Nan Zheng pondered for a moment, and then remembered something when she heard the name.

He did see a man in a black suit take down three gunmen the moment they showed themselves, and then he and his bodyguards dealt with the remaining ones.

I never expected it to be someone from Gunfire.

If that's the case, then according to the plot, those gunmen should have been sent by Fei Rong.

It's an internal power struggle within their own group.

"Damn it! I don't care who assassinated them, I'm caught in the crossfire this time. If they don't give me a satisfactory answer, I'll kill him myself if I don't need a gunman!" Nan Zheng cursed.

Internal strife within the group is none of his business, but almost getting shot is.

I was walking along when I almost got beaten to death. Who the hell can I complain to about this?
Hong Kong Island is far too unsafe!

After hanging up the phone, Nan Zheng lit a cigarette and took a few puffs, her eyes still full of fierceness.

"Ah Zheng, don't be so angry. If you get too angry, you'll regret it later," He Min whispered, hugging her waist tightly. She had overheard some of what was happening.

"What three minutes? You?" Nan Zheng immediately retorted defiantly.

"Who knows? With such a short temper, who knows, maybe one day three minutes will turn into three seconds, that would be even worse..."

Nan Zheng's face immediately darkened.

"Oh, by the way, my cousin is coming over in a few days, I'll have to go pick him up then," He Min said with a smile.

"Go if you want, whatever, but I really don't like what you just said!" Nan Zheng grabbed her hand fiercely, about to force herself on her again.

Another half hour passed.

Nan Zheng's mood improved considerably.

Because He Min has truly become a complete mess.

Damn it, trying to show off in front of me? Do you think I'm still the same person I used to be?
I can take on ten of them now!

"Oh right, you actually have a cousin? How come I've never heard of him before?" Nan Zheng asked casually.

“My distant cousin, I’ve only seen him a few times a year. I heard he’s always gambling now, so my mom sent him over to learn how to do business with me…” He Min said in a hoarse, half-dead voice.

She had no idea why Nan Zheng was acting this way.

Just a few months ago, I was suffering from kidney deficiency and weak legs.

It's actually taken off now?
It doesn’t make sense!

"A gambler? From Guangdong?" Nan Zheng asked.

“He’s from Tai O. He’s always talking about wanting to learn from the God of Gamblers and he’s always having unrealistic fantasies, so we sent him to Yau Tsim Mong to broaden his horizons.”

"God of Gamblers? What good is that?" Nan Zheng scoffed. In his eyes, Gao Jin was just a sucker.

If I ever run into them, I'll definitely rip them off.

It wasn't gambling, it was robbery.

"Whatever you want. I'm not free these next few days, and I might have to go to Macau later." Nan Zheng turned around and went to the toilet to relieve herself.

The renovations in Haojiang have been going on for a month or two.

Big B has always been in charge of supervising.

No matter what, I'm the boss, so I have to go and see for myself whether it's good or bad.

It's definitely not because the golden cats over there are fun.

……

Meanwhile, at the Wo Luen Shing Tong, Uncle Deng stared at Lin Huai Le's corpse on the ground, his face grim and uncertain.

He never expected that the candidate he supported would die like this.

And it was even delivered here.

This is simply a naked provocation!

"Damn it! Who did this to Ah Le? I'll skin him alive!" Chuanbao cursed angrily at the scene.

Old Ghost En couldn't help but say from the side, "Chuanbao, aren't you a supporter of Big D? Why are you so angry?"

"Do you know anything? Big D and Ah Lok are both high-ranking executives at Wo Shing Pharma. If he dies, doesn't Wo Shing Pharma have any face? You're crazy," Chuen Po said irritably.

“You think you’re so great just because you talk nonsense,” Old Ghost En muttered.

However, this matter has indeed caused a huge uproar, and things have turned upside down in Jordan.

Ah Le's underlings all said they wanted revenge; if Uncle Deng hadn't suppressed them, they probably would have rebelled.

"Have you found out who did it?" Uncle Deng's face was very grim.

"No, someone brought it to the main hall. Our people only saw a Toyota Hiace, but they didn't see anything else about it," Old Ghost En said.

After thinking for a moment, he continued, "Uncle Deng, I heard before, just heard, that Big D went to Ah Le's house and caused a huge disturbance. Could it be him...?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Chuanbao exclaimed without even thinking.

"Although Big D is arrogant, he still respects us uncles. How could he possibly kill Ah Lok?"

"You took the money, of course you'll say that. Not long ago, Big D's men beat up the cripple from Green Mountain Road, and what happened after that? Big D said 'ignorance is no excuse,' and that was the end of it... You call that respect?"

"Big D has always been unfair!" Old Ghost said directly, showing his support for Ah Lok.

"It's because the cripple is stupid! He was beaten black and blue by a group of people and didn't even make a sound. Who can he blame for that?"

"Stop arguing!" Uncle Deng slammed his cane on the ground and then snorted coldly.
"All of you, get out!"

"Now, bring Big D to me, right now."

"Alright then." Seeing that Uncle Deng was really angry, everyone went out to call for help.

However, he didn't show many other expressions.

After all, they were just the uncles of the He Lian Sheng family. Whoever died would just go with the He Lian Sheng family. What did it matter?
It doesn't matter who's in charge, as long as there's money to be made.

If someone is old enough to risk their life for something, that's not loyalty, that's stupidity.

Half an hour later, Big D lazily led a few of Long Hair's henchmen into the room: "Uncle Deng, what brings you here so late at night?"

Turning around, I saw Ah Le on the ground: "Oh? You're asleep here?"

"There's a knife stuck in his chest, Brother D. It seems like Young Master Lok is sleeping a bit too soundly..." Long Hair reminded him.

Big D, who had just woken up, was still confused about what was going on. He rubbed his eyes carefully and found that Ah Le really had a knife stuck in his chest. His face was very pale and he was emanating a cold, eerie aura. His eyes widened in shock.

"Is he really dead?"

"Hahaha! Good riddance!"

"If I die, no one can compete with me for the leadership." Big D laughed loudly as soon as he came to his senses, his arrogance reaching its peak.

Uncle Deng's face darkened further: "Big D, are you really that happy that one of your own people is dead?"

"Of course I'm happy! Anyway, I didn't kill him, so what's it to me? Once I'm in charge, I'll just avenge him and take care of his wife and kids while I'm at it," Big D said without any hesitation as soon as he sat down.

They didn't take Uncle Deng's expression seriously at all.

However, the more this is the case, the more it proves that Big D has nothing to do with this matter.

After all, everyone knows his temper; he always means what he says.

Uncle Deng's expression kept changing, but in the end he sighed deeply: "Big D, do you really want to be the leader?"

“Yes, now that the person is dead… Uncle Deng, besides me, do you have a better candidate?” Big D lit a cigarette and laughed, a hint of arrogance flashing in his eyes.

"I can give you what you want and support you, but you have to promise me one thing."

"tell me the story."

"Find the murderer who killed Ah Le, and avenge him. That's the only condition." After saying this, Uncle Deng seemed to have aged decades.

Originally, he wanted a balance within the gang, so he always wanted to suppress Big D and support Ah Lok.

But who would have thought that he would be dead now?

Uncle Deng actually knew that Big D was not responsible for this. He had practically watched the man rise to power and knew his temperament and personality very well.

That's why I wanted to use their strength against them.

Making Big D the leader was an option without choice, but having the murderer who killed Ah Lok to check Big D was also an option.

What Deng Bo wanted from beginning to end was balance, and this move was his only option.

Meanwhile, Big D was also wondering if Liang Zheng was the one who did this.
I was just having fun, but now I realize that Wo Luen Shing is a top-tier triad. Besides Leung Kwong, who else would dare to be so daring as to kill me?

In particular, Ah Lok is a candidate for the position of host.

But if I really agree to Uncle Deng's request, then I'll be his enemy...

Big D thought for a moment and decided to delay and see how things went. So he nodded and said, "Okay, as long as we find out who the murderer is, I will help Ah Le get revenge without you, Uncle Deng, having to say anything."

Although I don't like that bastard, he's at least one of our own.

I will take good care of his wife and children!

"Big D, at least you have some conscience." Uncle Deng's expression softened considerably.

Regardless of what happens to Big D in the future, at least for now Big D has given me enough face.

As for the leader, we'll have to discuss that later.

The most urgent task now is to find out who killed Ah Lok.

Based on previous conflicts and grudges, Uncle Deng's first suspicion was...
—Hongxing Liangzheng.

(End of this chapter)